There ain't no answer. There ain't gonna be any answer. There never has been an answer. That's the answer.

Monday, May 28, 2012

I have been
in analysis for a number of years and I am what’s called semi-retired. This
summer I’ve taken to musing about wide-ranging topics that I know nothing about
to strangers whilst on public transport. Knowing nothing has never stopped me
before. It could conceivably help my patients and myself. I believe emotional
recovery can be best served in a less officious surrounding and I think that
shorter but more intense sessions can be fruitful. As a musician I made a name
for myself by injecting a sense of moral ambiguity into pop music. But these
days, institutional corruption and moral ambiguity are a given across all the
arts.

Well, duh.

It’s
sort of thrilling to have a real job-working freelance as
an outsourcing counselor.
My music career has been consigned to the bin for present. I did a six-week
course at a TAFE. It was pretty thorough. Clearly, further study would be
helpful, but I’m a rocker and shall learn on the job.

I
was running late. I arrived at the Caulfield line and immediately had to make a
decision, two hours or an all day card? I might go for a monthly, yearly, or
even buy a smart card.
I always ride in the carriage second from the front. I don’t know why.

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ageing rocker. Therevada Buddhism, trying to empty mind and get fit - not at same time.interest are European history. Rome, Greece anything written by Tony JUdt. Everything by Camus, rose tremain, Graham greene, george harrison.